May We Meet Again {Rayne & Eryn//JB Blitz?}

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Eryn Sconosciuto       D7F Tribute “You have to assign someone in Command.” Zynnia, my older Sister’s trusted Advisor, believes she can consult me now. Still my expression remains frigid, callous to the topic at hand. How dare she overstep her reputation’s power and give me a demand. If Edyn were present she would be outraged by this behavior. My threatening glare barks in Zynnia’s direction, ordering for respect in this very chain of command she speaks of. Evidently I haven’t been disabled from my power just yet. But my mind is distracted from the events destined for my future, and consumed by the routine that’s supposedly being shredded off my fingertips. What will occur in house of Orphans when no Sconosciuto resides there to rule? “I did not train a Second, and none will take that position until I do so.” I instruct sternly, neglecting the chances upon my fate’s balance. “All severe actions are to be placed on hold until my return. And in case of an emergency…Rayne is to be looked towards.” It’s solely my Blonde bunkmate that dances before my vision, comforting my worries with the knowledge that one other Leader satisfies the requirements of being in charge. “You’re joking.” Again my eyes snap to Zynnia, appalled by her questioning. Guess I shouldn’t be too taken aback, given only a month ago we were rivals with these newcomers. She must understand that only Rayne maintains the qualifications I seek. A Peacekeeper disturbs our debate, and I couldn’t be more pleased by his timing. “Don’t disappoint me, Zynnia. Or you better pray I don’t survive.” Is warned as she’s being ushered to leave. “If you attack Rayne, you attack me.” But that is a promise. And before a replay can be provided, the door permanently separates us for the time being. Gently my palm melts into the wooden planks that originated from this District. Not once have I even considered what dwells beyond our captive borders. My attention has always been fixated on the People my sister & I have to lead. Now I’m going to be smothered by the external Panem. The simple life that awaited me here will no longer be discovered. Perhaps the mysteries of Rayne now seize to ever be comprehended. The door breaks ajar, sending my fists retrieving to my sides. I’m not ready to relinquish my land just yet. Except that white Uniforms don’t greet my acquaintance. “Rayne… Why are you here?” Every ounce of my lies is called for to avoid my breathtaking relief to observe her alluring features at this moment. My heart pounds uncontrollably, paining me with each thump. “You should…you should leave.” I insist, desperate for the strength her illuminating presence alone drains from my core. Hopefully my pitch refrains from exhibiting the sensations stampeding through my veins. “I need to concentrate.” Because currently, the last dilemma needed is the weakness Rayne successfully attempts to evoke from myself.

[Arrows]

Rayne Sylic
District Seven
The Darkest Rose

    Rayne was falling. The ground from which she stood had been stolen from beneath her sending her cascading into a sea of dismal darkness. However as the icy grips of sorrow and the burning teeth of grief surrounded Rayne on her descent she was not surprised. As Rayne's head spun with the memories of her past she was reminded of her most recent journey through this daunting hell. Everything Rayne enjoyed or loved was always stolen from her. Every anchor that held her in place was always removed to send her eternally crashing through space and time. Love was a cruel joke in the form of torture to Rayne, a girl like her was never meant to know the love another. Everything to Rayne had always been objective and never subjective, besides Eyrn. Eyrn made Rayne's heart and body flutter like the wings of ten million butterflies. Yet now once more the butterflies had stopped flying and Rayne was sent back into her world of stones and where butterflies were nothing more than a dream. 

    Still Rayne couldn't stop her feet from where they carried her. Her body still fluctuated on its own chords because Eyrn was still alive, and for a very short time she was still close. Rayne knew that Eyrn most likely wouldn't want to see her but she didn't care. Her heart still beat for Eyrn's attention and for her affection. Eyrn was her everything, the only thing Rayne was excited to wake up to in the morning. Once Eyrn was thousands of miles away amidst a sea of tributes her age Rayne knew her heart would wander. Unless she captured it now, there was no more time to wait for Eyrn to come crawling to her. The game had changed and now Rayne was chasing after Eyrn with her heart exposed. 

    The moment Rayne pushed her way into the Justice Building she felt her heart beat quicken. Eyrn was so close and Rayne could just feel the warmth of her heart even from feet away. Time became nothing to Rayne until finally she burst into Eyrn's room only to be requested to leave. However this time Rayne would not budge, as if she ever did. Rayne was a bitch and she was stubborn, and by Ripred she would have what she wanted. And what she wanted was Eyrn, and it would always be Eyrn.

    "Oh shut the hell up I want you to concentrate on me right now." Rayne said sharply but flirtatiously as she yanked Eyrn forward by grabbing the collar of her outfit. Then as Eyrn fell forward Rayne pushed her lips against Eyrn's as her warmth filled Rayne's body with ignited passion. After several moment Rayne pulled away as she let the ringer on her finger slide gently off. Then after taking several steps back she placed the emerald studded ring within Eyrn's palm. "Listen," Rayne said softly with her eyes locked on Eyrn's. "That ring is the same ring my Father gave my mother when he asked her to promise to stay true to him. I am giving it to you because I want you to stay true to me. Don't get me wrong I know there will be plenty of tributes you will want to dive right into and I don't want to stop you from doing so. All this ring means is that in the end your heart is mine and my heart if yours. Got it?"